You know the drill, now onto the story.

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Selene awoke, rain still pouring down, making little plook noises outside. She was in bed, the sheets were clean and there was a large bowl of blood beside her. She was confused for a moment; then all of it came back. Growling, she clutched the sheets in anger then looked down the bed, Beretta still there. Then she looked around the room for him. Gone. She thought to herself. She was very weak and saw the scars on her hips where he had dug his claws into her while mating with her. She felt her neck for marks and there they were, and moved her legs. Soreness shot through them at her movement, and she thought better of trying to move. Instead, her eyes moved to the blood, it looked so enticing, so good, but something yelled at her. He took you unaware; he humiliated you. Get him back; you need to get him back. She nodded at the voice but needed blood, strength to do this. Michael probably got the blood for her, but she took it anyway and drank it heavily, draining it in a matter of a few seconds. The blood tasted different, better, she wanted more, a lot more. Her body then wanted sleep, but first she grabbed the Beretta on the foot of her bed and dropped the bowl on the ground with a clang. Selene winced at the sound, and looked around, hoping Michael didn't want to come and check it out. She kept the gun in hand and fell asleep, strength returning faster.

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Michael heard the clang outside the apartment. He was drenched to the bone and looking out at the storm clouds. He was a bit confused about what happened in the last few hours, but he knew he did it. He felt power, and Selene enjoyed it. He liked being the dominant one for a change, but he didn't want to hurt her. The Lycan blood called to him, told him he wanted his mate again. He knew she awoke. Come on, she wanted it. You did the right thing to her. Now, time to do it again, establish your dominance. He wasn't sure he should follow the advice. Do I have to hurt her? No, I will help; embrace me, not the weaker vampire in your veins. He stood up, changing into the Hybrid form. His nails grew and blackened; his eyes grew black, deep black also. His skin changed to the blue-black color and his fangs grew. Transformation complete he dropped down to the door, opening it carefully, a slight squeak accompanying it. He looked in on the sleeping Vampiress, she looked angelic to him, his mate, his to mate, his to mark, his to pup, his pups. He stepped in and all the sudden the tables became even.

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Selene was awake the moment the door squeaked, senses coming alive. She tuned into the footsteps and the moment he was in fully she shot up and pulled the trigger. Not again, she would NOT be dominated again. Michael roared in pain and fury at his mates', resistance. The silver bullets burned into his skin, not in any vital places but enough to slow him down a bit. Selene's naked form shot from the covers onto the floor with a slight thud. She fired the gun again and more pain and another roar as he charged her. She moved fast and dodged him. The beast screamed revenge, and he was happy to oblige. He charged at her a few more times until he realized that wasn't working and changed tactics, approaching her slowly, then darting to the side. She jumped and stumbled, soreness in her thighs biting at her. Mistake! Her body realized at once and the Hybrid bore down on her. She fired her gun, but there were no bullets. If only she got to get her other gun. Throwing the gun across the room she faced him hand to hand. He instantly grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. Selene twisted and brought her knee up to his groin. He groaned in pain and released her. The female vampire jumped back and hit the bed. Her hand snaked onto the table beside the bed and she brought the gun to bear. Michael had just recovered from the groin hit and was looking at her with gleaming eyes. She aimed it at him and pulled the trigger, but nothing happened…the gun was empty and she was on the bed.

He moved faster than she could and pinned her to the bed. Selene hit his back, and pushed on him, trying to get him off of her. The Hybrid smiled and growled, he grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head. Her eyes gleamed with hate, hate at him, at the situation and her legs kicked him in the thigh. His growl was loud and threatening. Something in her wanted to submit but she stuffed it down and spat in his face.

This enraged the male and he grabbed her thigh and dug his nails into it, while she squirmed and whimpered. Now, this made her struggle against his hands even more, trying calmly to get her hands out of his grip. ' Not a chance' his eyes said and he ripped the sheet with one hand, pulling her up towards the bed frame. Her thigh brushed his erection and he purr/growled in pleasure. His hands worked fast, tying her wrists to the frame of the bed. Now…he just needed to get her legs under control. Her arms were trying to work the cloth, but only half-heartedly. His hands gripped her thighs and pressed them down, while his gaze was drawn to her breasts. He got an idea to get his bitch to submit to his desires. His head dipped down and caught a nipple in his mouth. He began to suckle like a newborn pup and her struggles increased, this wasn't working. His head was swimming with another idea. His hands released her legs, which kicked sharply in response. She was hissing at him, daring him to try anything, her hands were still working at the cloth. His claws traced down her neck, breasts, and stomach, leaving little red lines. He moved down to her entrance, and was sharply kneed in the face. He recovered fast and dipped his head between her legs. She was glistening for him, as much as she fought, this brought a deep growl to his throat. His tongue snaked out and tasted her, her legs seized up. She tasted sweet to him, and he began to lap hungrily. Her hips lifted slightly and he pinned them down, claws digging into her stomach. Steadily lapping it didn't take her long to reach climax. Now she won't fight. He thought, oh how wrong he was. The moment his length brushed against her she screeched and hissed at him, bleeding already from the stomach wounds. He sighed and grabbed her legs, claws digging to the bone and growled in dominance. No the Vampiress still wouldn't submit, so he thrusted into her hard, his claws holding her legs as he growled in happiness. She seized up for a second then thrashed again. This was getting old to Michael, so he leaned down and bit into her shoulder, starting a rhythm up with his hips. His powerful thrusts where driving her into the bed, and her hands finally came unraveled, but she was too far gone in the rhythm to care. Her hands grabbed his hair and held him there as he was drinking her blood. She felt him throb and release into her and she hissed at him, biting into his shoulder also. The Lycan within rejoiced. She is ours!

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Okay………..I don't think it is as good as the first one, but please, give me something to work with! Oh yeah, has no one ever done a Michael dominant thing? Anyway, second part done. I can make another story to this, or make more chapters with a long plot? Or just leave it?

Response to reviews:

Angelcat70- Thank you. I just hope you like this one as well as the first.

Lil' Pup- You scare me a lot. Here is your sequel, hope you like it, because I don't wanna die!

Cursedgirl- here is your update.

Dark hanyou kagome- Love the name by the way. Has this really been the first time? Well, a new revolution has started with Michael dominating the bedroom. I am weird I know.

Foamy- Read your story. I am Aramina by the way. Guts ain't got nuthin to do with it. I just wanted him to act more Lycanlike with Selene, matewise. You should write a bit of this, I bet you could do it better than me.